With only two chapters left of Poppy and the Phantom now seems like the perfect time to get a start on my next Trolls adaption Trainer of Dragons, my long promised adaption of How to Train your Dragon. Hope you like it let's get started.
This is the Troll Tree, it's located thirty miles east of The middle of nowhere and thirty miles south of dying of boredom. The tree is hundreds of years old but nearly every single building is new. Why you ask? We will get to that in a minute. The Troll tree isn't exactly the best place in the world to live. The place smells like a wet dog after rolling in a pile of smelly garbage after eating a dead skunk, and the people of Troll tree act like a crocodile with a toothache and broken tail bone. Yeah it's not that homie, but it's home. The worst part of the Troll Tree though is the pest, while other places have snakes or scorpions we have...
A giant red reptile shoots fire at a house, a blue troll quickly shuts the door to avoid getting scorched "Dragons!"
My name is Branch by the way, I know weird name but that's how it is for Trolls, we aren't that keen into giving each other normal names like Justin or James. No instead we usually give names that usually deals with nature or our personality. Yeah there is some exceptions like my friend Cooper but for the most part we name our babies off of our attitudes or nature. So yeah, Branch it is for me.
Anyway back to the dragons. They have been hanging around this tree since long before trolls settled here. Why our ancestors chose to settle on a tree infested with dragons, I will never know but they did and they have been giving us problems ever since, attacking our livestock and burning down anybody and anything that gets in the way.
Our main livestock is worms, we use them for a lot of different things, never for food though, that's plain nasty. No, we use silk worms to make clothing, using their silk to knit things like vests and dresses, the glow worms we use to light our lanterns at night, milking them and using their milk like oil to see. Then the earthworms we use to plow our fields to plant our gardens, their really quit good at it, who needs a horse and a oxen when you can strap a yoke to a earthworm and have him dig through the dirt.
But sadly these worms are a favorite food for the dragons and as a result trolls have gone to war with them to protect both their worms and themselves from the fire of a dragons rage. Now contrary to our fierce reputation not every troll in the tree is a dragon killer. See when every troll is born their parents take them at one week of age to the Cloud Guy, A all knowing, all seeing talking cloud with limbs who lives in the mountains just east of the Troll Tree. Then the parents will present the child to the Cloud Guy in order to reveal if they are going to be a dragon killer or not. If they are then as soon as they hit sixteen years of age they begin training to be a dragon trainer. If not however they are forced to find a new calling in life. Now even though being a dragon killer is what every troll parent dreams their child to be that doesn't mean non dragon killers are shunned, actually they are really well respected and accepted. It's only when a troll tries to defy the ruling of the Cloud Guy that problems arise. And sadly one of those trolls happens to be me.
Branch runs outside right into where all the trolls are fighting off the dragons, carrying a shield, and either a sword or ax in their hands. Branch saw as one dragon lifted a troll in the air the troll beat at the dragon with it's sword trying to pierce it's skin but the dragon just ignored him as he picked off a worm. Seeing a sword Branch picked it up and started to charge at one of the dozens of dragons only for another troll to yank it from his hands.
"Give me that." The troll yelled snatching a weapon.
"Get back inside" A female troll yelled
"Get out of the way!" Another troll said shoving Branch into a stable causing his foot to get stuck in a bucket and fall into the mud.
"Branch!" A older female troll with purple skin and green hair yelled picking Branch out of the mud. "What are you doing out again?"
"Sorry,"
"Get to your station immediately we need weapons!"
That's Rosiepuff the fierce, chief of the tribe. They say when she was just a baby she popped a dragons head clean off it's shoulders. Do I believe it?
Rosiepuff picks up a cart with her bare hands and threw it at a oncoming dragon, knocking it to the ground.
Yes, I most certainly do believe it.
"What do we got?" Rosiepuff asked one of her top men
"Widowmakers, rabid horrors, and troll eaters and monstrous reapers."
"Any feathered furies?"
"Not yet."
"Good let's keep it that way."
"Branch so nice of you to finally join the party." A older orange troll with wild pink hair and a thick pink mustache said hammering on a sword. "I thought you might have been carried off by a Troll eater.
"Who me?" Branch joked "Nah, they wouldn't know what to do with someone like me."
"Yeah, because you are very high in cholesterol, it would give him a heart attack." A pink four legged troll with blue dreads replied.
"Ha ha ha, very funny Cooper."
That orange troll with the wild mustache is Peppy, Rosiepuff's right hand man. I am also Peppy's apprentice and work along side him along with the rest of my friends as a blacksmith. While Peppy is a dragon killer like Rosiepuff neither me or the rest of my friends in his shop, Cooper, Smidge, Guy Diamond, Fuzzbert, Reby, and Suki aren't. Still feeling a need to help despite not being a dragon killer they all took jobs as blacksmiths and decided to make weapons for the dragon killers. While I have became very good at the craft, even once made a sword out of pure stone, (long story) it never seemed to cool down my urge to one day kill a dragon, hence forth I kept some of my finest work in secret and kept them for myself in hopes on someday using it against a dragon.
"Catapults!" Rosiepuff ordered "We need catapults!"
"You heard her kids!" Peppy replied as a dragon burned down the roof to a pod. "Bring out the catapults!"
See that dragon that burned down that pod, that's what I meant by earlier, old tree, lot's and lot's on old houses.
As Cooper, Reby, and Smidge drug out some catapults for the adult trolls to use, Rosiepuff ordered a group of other kids to get gather water to put out the flames.
You see those kids carrying buckets, that big blue one is Biggie, the twins fighting over a single bucket is Satin and Chenille, the purple one is Creek and that Pink girl is Gasp Poppy, Peppy's daughter. They are all future Dragon trainers, and as they are soon approaching the age of sixteen their time is about to come for to be part of the next dragon training sessions. Oh how I wish I could join them, be close to them be close to Poppy But sadly that will never happen as long as I'm stuck here as a boring old blacksmith. That luck will change however, I know it.
Peppy caught Branch staring at Poppy and picked him up by the back of his shirt and pulled him back to a sword that needed hammering.
"I wasn't staring at your daughter." Branch choked nervously.
"He was staring at your daughter." Suki ratted out as she worked on a ax. Branch gave her a quick death glare before turning back to explain himself to Peppy, who frowned down on him with his arms crossed.
"Okay I was but only because I'm envious of what they are getting to do. Come on just let me out there I need to leave my mark."
"Oh you'll make plenty of marks all in the wrong places." Peppy replied
"Come on just two minutes, I will kill a dragon I swear." Branch replied "My life will get ten times better I might even get a date."
"Cough With Poppy Cough, Cough." Suki teased causing Branch to glare at her again
"What?" Suki pretended to ask all innocently.
"You can't lift a battle hammer, you can't swing a ax, you can't even throw one of these." Peppy held up a pair of bolas, right as a troll used grabbed them to throw at a dragon.
"Yes but this will throw it for me." Branch replied running to the back room and pushed out a machine that looked like a mixture or a catapult with a crossbow.
"Where did you get that?" Peppy asked
"I made it, and trust me this is all I need to capture a dragon." Branch patted it and it caused the crossbow part of the machine to shoot out a net that ended up entangling a guy walking up to the booth to buy a weapon.
"Oops, sorry." Branch chuckled nervously, the entangled troll just glared at him.
"See this right here is what I'm talking about," Peppy scolded.
"It's a mild tweak, something I can fix."
"Branch, listen to me, if you ever want to go out there and fight dragons you need to stop being all of..." Peppy then gestured to Branch's entire body "This!"
"But you just pointed to all of me."
"Yes exactly, stop being all of you."
"Oh you are making a big mistake," Branch said trying to act all tough, Peppy wasn't buying it though. "You are making a big mistake trying to keep all this troll warrior contained.
"I'll take my chances." Peppy then tossed Branch a sword. "Here sharpen this they need me out there." Peppy ran outside to join the others in battle while Branch mumbled to himself while sharpening his sword.
"Hey, give up on the whole dragon killing dream." Guy Diamond said in a calm friendly tone "You got yourself a perfectly bright future right here with all of us."
Oh one day I am going to get out there because killing a dragon, is everything. A Rabid horror will surely get me noticed, Widowmakers are tough, killing one of those will definitely get me laid, a troll eater, two heads twice the status. Then there is the monstrous reapers. Only the best trolls go after those, they have a nasty habit of setting themselves on fire. But the ultimate prize is something nobody has ever seen."
A loud whistle screamed from the sky. Everybody ducked as a explosion was shot out and the catapults exploded.
"The feathered Fury. This thing never steals food, never shows itself and...
The feathered fury shot at some more catapults sending all the trolls scrambling.
Never misses. No one has ever killed a feathered fury. But I am going to be the first.
Seeing the damage that the feathered fury was doing Branch dropped his sword and ran out for his machine.
"Hey where are you going?" Guy Diamond asked
"Where do you think?" It then donned on them
"Wait don't do it Branch!" To late Branch already made his way outside with his machine
"He is going to get himself killed out there." Cooper sighed as they watched Branch walk off. Fuzzbert just shook his head in disbelief.
Finding a safe spot away from the mayhem with all the other trolls Branch set up his weapon and waited eagerly for a dragon to show it's head.
"Come on give me something to shoot at, get me something to shoot at." It was then that he heard the whistle of the feathered fury, seeing the light from the feathered fury's flames he frantically fired his weapon shooting a set of bolas at the dragon, entangling it. Branch watched in shock as the dragon fell behind the mountains screaming in it's decent.
"I, I did it!" Branch gasped "I did it!" Branch started jumping up and down in his joy. "Did anybody see that." It was then that a monstrous reaper crept up behind him and lit himself on fire. Branch felt the presence to the reaper and slowly turned himself around.
"Anybody except you?"
Rosiepuff was battling a Widowmaker when she suddenly was distracted by the sound of someone screaming. Turning around she saw Branch running for his life being chased by a monstrous reaper. "Somebody take over I have to go save Branch again." Rosiepuff replied, rolling her eyes as she picked up a sword.
Branch ran across the rooftops trying to get away from the monstrous reaper chasing him.
"No, get away." Branch screamed as he tried to get away from the reaper. He barely was able to dodge the blast coming from the reapers mouth. The blast hit a windmill quickly engulfing the entire thing in flames. "Bad dragon, bad, bad, bad, dragon." Branch jumped from the roof of one of the pods and fell hard on the roof of another losing his footing. The reaper pinned him on the ground preventing him from getting up, his eyes widening in horror Branch watched as the reaper opened his mouth ready to fire, only for Rosiepuff to come from behind and use her ax to pull the dragon's mouth away. The fire from the reaper hit a tower the flames quickly engulfed the building and it tumbled to the ground, the debris hitting several other houses destroying the houses in the process. In the chaos the reaper that attacked Branch, as well as all the other dragons flew off, several of them carrying off worms in their talons.
"Oh and there is one other thing you should know."
"Hi... Grandma." Branch gulped as he saw Rosiepuff glaring at him in disapproval. The windmill that caught on fire crumbled to the ground and the still burning wheel started rolling on the ground destroying several pods in the process as he watched several houses, wagons and even other trolls get ran over by the burning wheel. Branch just cringed as he watched the windmill smash several pods.
"Okay but I hit a feathered fury." Branch replied trying to find a positive in what just happened. Rosiepuff didn't respond instead just grabbing Branch by the arm and started pulling him off.
"It's not like the other times Grandma I really did hit one, it landed just behind the mountains, if we can get a search party we can find it!"
"Stop!" Rosiepuff finally blurted out letting go of Branch's arm and turning to face him. "Just stop, every time you step outside disaster strikes. Why can't you just follow simple directions."
"I can't help it grandma. I see a dragon and I just need to kill it, it's who I am."
"No Branch it's not. How many times do we have to go through this. You have many talents Branch, but killing dragons is not one of them. Why can't you just accept what the Cloud Guy decided for you. We all can't be dragon killers Branch, as much as I would of loved that from you that is not who are are. Now stop defying the Cloud Guy's choice, before you get yourself or someone else killed." Rosiepuff turned to Peppy. "Take Branch home, I need to clean up his mess again."
Branch held his head hung low in shame as Peppy led him off. To add insult to injury Peppy lead Branch past Poppy and the other future dragon killers where Creek and the twins were laughing at him.
"Bravo Branch, bravo." Satin laughed
"More, more" Chenille added
"Man I have never seen anyone make that big of a mess by themselves." Creek mocked "That has to be a new record. How does it feel to the grandson of the troll chief and be the biggest blunder of the entire tribe."
Branch didn't respond as much as he wanted to bury Creek and the twins faces into sand he knew that they were right. He messed up again,made a fool out of himself again. And to make matters worst, he actually did hit a dragon and no one believed him because all they saw was a loser.
"I will find that dragon." Branch thought "And I will bring it's head to and show it to the entire tribe. Then, I will get the respect that I deserve.
And that's the first chapter, hope you like it. Chapter two won't be updated until I finish Poppy and the Phantom but luckily you won't have that long of a wait.
Oh and Reby is actually Reby Montana who asked to be added at the last minute. I do have a role for you Reby, it just won't be a very huge one.
Till then see you all later.